parking lots are threatened,
litterprone mute, repositories
you want a device to prick the present,
render its burthen in day-proof ink
canvass ruined declarations
trawl spawn of red seas,
call to account our watertale trade
& gain, some, discover net
the immense investment required to loose
memories of heat & light encached in brick,
in castellated lumber room, in
tarpatch splits and scribble or a
for this we have machines
to vent underworld occasion
crack iron from asphalt
wrest gold from base events.
the why I love asphalt loves its fundamental
underlying land a way concrete never can,
longs for curves and give to settle in.
whilst intact things suggest a
more, a here. mores a rise.
sodalities accrue. an event must
have. gear adheres
at end, all wears.
plots ramble, knots deplore,
to scratch, return.
park and settle, don't move.
let the earth burn.